It was cold. We waited for hours for the light and our patience finally paid off. The sun had eventually, after much effort, broke the dense fog, hitting the fields and the mountains, created such amazing lighting. Suddenly everything seemed to come alive. The fog which was initially monotonous had now much to offer, as though it had been injected with new life. It was moving consistently, looming the fields, like waves engulfing the banks. For us the photographers, we realized this was the most exciting time to compose the images.

I have been contemplating the small tree standing on the terraced paddy field, though it is rather far from me, I knew I would have an interesting composition when the fog finally found it. My scrutiny proved me right. The mountains at far were in the shadow, providing such excellent contrast, the fog surrounding the tree was beautifully decorated with golden color, but more importantly, the tree, despite being almost overwhelmed in the fog, was still standing proudly.

I wouldn't want to miss a moment, nor could I afford to. I metered and recomposed and fired the shutter over and over again until the tree was totally engulfed.

When I processed the raw files, I noticed that the background has that mesmerizing turquoise blue, perhaps it was due to the fact that it was in shade. Thanks to the magnificent Sigma camera, it was able to capture the detail beautifully.